Erica Sikorski Rivera

On my way to catch the bus to Valladolid, I was flagged into a restaurant to at the very least let them make me a 2x1 sangria para llevar. On the patio while waiting, I met Helga and Wendy, two Canadian ladies who had met each other on a bus, somewhere, years ago. In the 15 or so minutes I had, Helga recounted the time when five months pregnant, she fled Ecuador from an abusive relationship. Wendy met her partner Bruce maybe a decade ago, and she made it clear to him then that he wouldn't be joining her on her vacations thank you very much. Two bad bitches or were they actually guardian angels very near to the bus station in downtown Cancun?

Valladolid - perfect walkable city no notes👌🏻